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*Ikenna stands perfectly still, watching through tear-filled red eyes as the younger man leans over, struggles to suck in gasping breaths. He barely registers Nia's actual words, he's so fixated on the signs of life coming from the man. Even those gasping breaths are relieving. They're real.*
I... should have known, really. Such a stubborn fool. You wouldn't give in so easily, would you? *he quietly murmurs, his voice soft, hoarse, his lips forming a warm smile.* I'm... fine now, Nia. I'm fine. Everything will be fine soon. I promise.